For my sister, who celebrated 40 years of living this weekend... Furtive steps, confidant steps-- Echo their own sounds as The longest corridors See suffering and fulfillment. Each fateful step follows another, The honest end cannot pretend It is something... Continue Reading →
Curled up in the brown Exploring comfort In the voices around She has six toes If she speaks, hears or Sees evil, I don't know I move her to another place With sunshine warming the grey Eyes curious as I... Continue Reading →
Cat Over Clock 